First step into a new world

And two steps back home

An open window

And nowhere to go

A jump two stories too high,

With no wings to fly

~*~*~*~

Numb fingertips and toes

Another frosty night

On an open road

A close call or two

On my way to see you

~*~*~*~

Palms on the old wood

Step away from the window

The pane is cold

This hideaway is not my home

~*~*~*~

A close call, I say

On my way to see you

With two steps left to go

I took my first step into the open window

A jump two stories too high, with no wings to fly